I don't remember the exact Rifle used at the time and will have to see if Dad recalls what it was.
We use to go to a local Club that had a fireing range.
They had big steel boxes that you placed your targets in.
All rounds got deflected down into the earth because of the 45 degree backface of the box.
They worked great until Dad fired that Rifle at them!
On the other side of the range was a river. Then a Cow pasture about a half mile further on.
A few days after our time on the range? We got a friendly visit from the Law Dogs.
Seems we downed a Cow or two!
They built a large mound of dirt behind those boxes right after that.
